Quietly, rather movingly, Strange was making his plea: ‘Christ
knows why, Lewis, but Morse will always put himself out for you.’
As he put the phone down, Lewis knew that Strange had been right .
. . in the case of the Swedish Maiden, the pair of them were in
business again . . . They called her the Swedish Maiden – the
beautiful young tourist who disappeared on a hot summer’s day
somewhere in North Oxford. Twelve months later the case remained
unsolved – pending further developments. On holiday in Lyme Regis,
Chief Inspector Morse is startled to read a tantalizing article in
The Times about the missing woman. An article which lures him back
to Wytham Woods near Oxford . . . and straight into the most
extraordinary murder investigation of his career.